I met Sian three weeks after I moved into Halls (that's Dorm in American). We bumped into each other the night she moved in. She was my next door neighbor and soon became my secret booty call at Halls. For the time that we had at university, we agreed to be each other's sexual partner, relieving each other when the situation arose (pun not intended). Sian w...
It had been four years since I had quit smoking; I had forgotten what it was like to as much as want a cigarette. My wife was so proud of me and was always telling me just how proud she was of me for stopping the one habit she still struggled with everyday. I had made her a promise that I was NOT going to be one of those ex-smokers who was always on the case...
I work as a software developer in a large office filled with a sea of cubicles. If you saw me sitting in my cube you'd assume I was just another tech monkey pounding at my keyboard. I wear dress pants and a button up shirt and my cube is strewn with Japanese robots. I'm not very tall and probably could afford to add a few pounds to my slender frame. I doubt...
Blackhat: What do you think? Redteddy: I'm ... considering... And she was. Lisa was grateful that she had declined the video and audio chat that Rick had wanted to have. Sometimes he could read her reactions too well, and this was one of those times she was afraid her reactions would have given her away. Redteddy: They are pretty shoes... And they were....
When I was eighteen, around nineteen ninety six, I started going to this cafe called 'More Joe.' The owner wasn't named Joe, which always tickled me, he was a tall red haired guy named Pete. He had this long red hair that came down to his shoulders, and I loved it when he wore it loose, but it was usually in a ponytail. He had these round glasses that gave h...
I met Miss O online, back in the days when on-line hook ups were still a rarity, not the norm. We'd been exchanging e-mails for about a week before the topic of sex came up, I don't recall exactly who brought it up but lets just say once it was mentioned we never looked back. I'd quickly learned that Miss O was separated from her husband who now lived out of...
This story is in nine parts and will be published in fortnightly instalments. Both Opium and opiumaddict welcome feedback. Part one 'Coffee?' Bob Charles asked. Opium nodded her assent. He got up from behind his desk and gestured toward the smart glass coffee table surrounded by four comfy armchairs in the corner of the room and stood back to allow her...
Author's Notes: *"Chakkar" is a multipurpose colloquial Hindi word, in the present context meaning "affair". To get the best out of this story, I suggest that you should read Ch. 01-08 of "My Chakkar With SC" before reading on. **** Those days I was in the process of giving up smoking. I had been a smoker for more than 15 years and had acquired a persi...
December, 2001, King Saul Blvd, Israel. Imi Morgenstern tried not to roll his eyes as his director of personnel continued his rant for what must have been the second year in a row. If Morgenstern didn't know any better, he would have sworn that nothing got done in Human Resources but kvetching. "We still have all of these new kids who come in thinking that...
PART FOUR: The Hidden Curriculum Jane Matthews stepped out of the smoke filled car and looked across at Elaine Phelps. She smiled, took another long puff on what remained of the cigarette in her gloved hand and dropped it, crushing it with her heeled boot. She exhaled through her nose and Elaine was transfixed as it drifted towards her across the car roof...